Las Reglas de la Jungla (part. Geassassin, Teeam Revolver, Gera MX y King Lil G)

Scratching the walls with the letters from my hood
You ain't no gangsta, I've seen plenty of dead
I don't worry about bullshit or envy
Your crew is way too small compared to mine

For real, rolling with the homies on the block
We made a lot of sales in the shit, don't stop
I'm doing my thing, but they'll always talk
So step aside, the criminal's here to rock

I told the godfather I'm gonna connect him
Respect the people, I like loyalty, man
They know me in your hood for the kilos I sold
You can't imagine the poverty I had to endure

You can tell when I do it without need
You get bought by the lies from those who can pay
Only what counts, what the manual says
Dude, if you treat the dog bad, it forgets what loyalty is

I just want to find some sleep
That I had as a kid back in Bacalar
And that's gonna hit hard
Six years on probation
I want a mountain of cash
And fix up the house for the conditional
Only facts

We're ready for the showdown, Leonidas
You can mess with them, but not with my gang
My crew's hitting clean through MoneyGram
Chronicles, if you don't copy me, bro, you'll die

Flow Iñak, I don't miss penalties at all
And it's true, I don't get stuck on what goes wrong
I saw mom working magic with her paycheck to eat
And now that I've gotten involved, the coin's going back

The street's with me
There's no way I fail
My crew and my bandits
I know the street
Is always with me
There's no way anyone
Can take what's mine
Don't play with it

Yeah, these are the rules in the jungle
Mom's my religion, my temple was that boombap
Ah, never say never
Today I got a Cuban more original than Niurka

Yesterday I broke my plate, signed bad deals
The one with natural talent will always shine
A narco in a chat said something very true
No one has robbed you if they haven't stolen your brain

That's why I celebrate, when I sing, I feel good
Chains with diamonds, my black hoodie shines
Ah, racing at full gallop
Don't get cold when we meet face to face

One finger on the trigger, another sin to the pen
I don't think you don't notice me with the G rolling a joint
Or what?, I hit rock bottom and might lose it
Butter without cuts, I keep my style refined

I learn from what I've lived, kid, there's no better school
I expect nothing from anyone and I don't think about what could've been
These are scars of war that I carry on my face
Coming out of misery, you don't want to go back

Baby, I'm sane even if I dive into the abyss with you
Sequels aren't good, they end up the same
At this point, I'm looking for peace and connection with myself
They're looking for the element and I'm the fifth

Fuck, to hell with your disguises
On the street, there are no filters, better get out of my class
What doesn't kill me makes me stronger
Says she doesn't even hear me, nor is my name in her phone

Ah, I make them hit rock bottom
I just got out of the pit and I don't plan on getting into another
The street feeds you, makes the business grow
I know my dream is also the dream of others

The street's with me
There's no way I fail
My crew and my bandits
I know the street
Is always with me
There's no way anyone
Can take what's mine
Don't play with it